Chapter One: Stranded
Alexa walked on to the plane, Flight 815, and found her seat. She plopped down in a seat beside a friendly, but depressed looking man, fastened her seatbelt and stared at the back of the blue seat in front of her, drumming her fingers on the arm rest.
"Nervous?" A voice came from beside her.
"Just a little bit." she said.
"No reason to be," He replied, "I'm Jack."
"Alexa," She said, shaking his hand.
"Your American?" He asked.
"Yeah, I was just visiting family in Sydney."
They talked for about an hour, until the plane gave a sharp jolt. She jump a small squeal and tightened her grip on the arm rest, accidentally squeezing Jack's hand.
"Its ok, this is normal." He told her calmly, then turned his attention to an elder black woman, who was panicking about her husband.
'Everything is going to be ok. Everything is going to be ok. Just calm down, Alexa, calm down.' She repeated over and over in her head. Then the plane gave another jolt, stronger than the one before. She looked out the window, nothing seemed wrong, then she heard popping coming from all over the plane. Oxygen masks, all of them falling from the ceiling on the plane. She started shaking and sweating, she couldn't grasp the mask she was shaking so badly. Then she heard it, the back of the ripping off.
'This isn't happening,' she thought to herself, desperately trying to grasp the oxygen mask. Finally she grabbed hold of it, pulled it to her, and the mask ripped off.
"Great," she thought out loud. The last thing that she remembered was falling.
Alexa woke up laying on the sand, head, throbbing. She heard the sound of screaming people and roaring engines. She opened her eyes everything was blurry, reaching up she felt her head, looking back down at her hand, she noticed there was something on it. She attempted to see what it was, she could only make one conclusion, blood. Alexa stood up and wandered around, vision getting a little better, but not much.
"NO! NOT THAT WAY!" she heard someone scream over the roaring engines. The next thing she knew she was being tackled.
"What were you thinking?" An outraged voice screamed at her. "You were headed toward the engines!" She recognized the voice, it was Jack. He helped her up and ran her away from all the danger. "Stay here." he ordered.
Alexa doesn't know how long she sat there, her vision was almost back to normal. As she looked around she saw devastation and destruction , the plane looked like it had split into three parts. The tail and the cockpit were nowhere to be seen. People were running around, looking for loved ones. She looked around, deep into thoughts. She placed her and upon her head and winced, it was still bleeding.
"Get away from there!" she head a faint voice yell over the monstrous engines. The there was an explosion that made the whole island vibrate. Alexa was knocked over from her from her sitting position and flat on to her back. She saw a huge piece of flaming wreckage flying toward her. Giving a cry, she rolled away from it with what little strength she had in her. Alexa crawled to a nearby tree and leaned back against it closing her eyes.
'Why me?' she thought. 'Why me?
TBC
There's chapter one. Thanks for reading. Please review. Next Chapter might be longer, depends on what people think of it.